Does your human do this?
Go swanning off to the capital city for a couple of days, leave you at home, and return with a photo featuring a dog as if that were adequate recompense?
It clearly would have been appropriate to take me along.
There was plenty of room for a well-behaved wire-haired fox terrier in the Caledonian Sleeper compartment.
Oh to have dined at Café Spice with Gail's godson Ben and his lovely girlfriend Robyn.
And then, no conference venue is quite grand enough if a dog is not present.
Maybe I could have had a ride on the London Eye too.
Or thrown a snowball at a politician.
Oh and talking of politics, Gail and I are both so glad to see that something useful was being delivered to Downing Street this week (read carefully...)
